So I know you all are clamoring for more of cute guy #2 around here – so I’m obliging you all with the second Noah update in only a matter of days. The last few weeks we have finally ‘gone solid’ – well, if you can call solids mashed sweet potatoes, peas, carrots and other pablum. But after an initially reluctant start (his first feeding is captured above and in this slide show) he has taken to it like a champ. All you parents out there know that this means changes on the other end as well (uggh), but it’s a necessary step.
Speaking of steps, I also wanted to include some photos of Noah hanging out in his exersaucer. He *loves* that thing, and it lets him get his ya-yas out – he’s such a bouncer it’s crazy. There was this lovely light coming into the house late one afternoon, and I just love these photos – the image above is my favorite photo of Noah to date. Full slide show is here.
Finally, there is this photo I shot while testing my new camera (more on that separately). I swear it looks like Noah is delivering Shakespeare in this image. This, by the way, is his new pose – he hasn’t quite handled sitting up, rather he has adopted this ever-so-casual ‘Joe Namath lean’ as we’ve come to call it. Cuteness personified, I tell ya!
Tomorrow our little pudgy guy hits the 7-month-mark, and much to his parents surprise, has decided to take mobility into his own hands – or knees, as it were. He has figured out how to scoot around quite well, quickly progressing from a lot of backward-crawling (inefficient, to say the least) to a full fledged – I’m gonna get that toy across the room and you’re not going to stop me technique. Amy insisted that I must blog this, as I’ve been quite remiss in my Noah updates. So there you have it! Photos, and some video, coming soon, I promise!
Amy’s Update: we are now into real food! Noah prefers freshly mushed pears to the jar variety, and it’s less sloppy which makes clean-up so much easier. I guess I should steam some carrots next. We’ve started a few hand signs to get him used to “more”, “eat”, “milk” and “all done”. It worked with Sam and made communicatin a breeze.
In what’s become a tradition, we headed off to Rochester for Passover this year. The weather was in the 70s – no 6 inch snowfalls as happened a few years back on one of these visits – and Sam could not have had a bigger blast hanging out with his older cousins. Six-month-old Noah was able to meet five-month-old Carter, and Denver aunt & uncle Bobby & Gary joined in the fun too. The Sagans made it in from Boston (thanks to a late Passover falling after tax day), so the party was bigger and better than ever! The photo above shows grandma Sherrie and grandpa Marty with all their grandkids – a rare moment having them all in one place. Here is a slideshow of the week.
Amy tells me that this blog is suffering from second-child-syndrome – that I’m neglecting son #2 in the quantity of news posts about his antics and general cuteness. So this is intended to remedy that.
Noah gets cuter and cuter by the day. Above, you can see him sporting one of my favorite new expressions – this ‘who me?’ look as he bashfully casts his glance your way as he tries to shove one (or at times, two) fists into his mouth. Yes, he does seem to be teething. He’s wearing his new bucket hat I brought back for him from my recent trip to South Beach – he’s ready for Summer!
What else? Well, he’s rolling over on his tummy with regularity now, giggles, laughs and smiles at pretty much anything, and earlier this week, seems to have realized that those hands are connected to him – holding them up in front of his face, reaching out quite purposefully, and generally entertaining himself with his own appendages.
